I’m Danielle and I’m a Lobster Roll- aholic.
You say Pajama, I say Pyjama … you like Potato and I like Potahto, Potato, Potahto, Tomato, Tomahto … call them what you will whether it’s Pj’s, Jammies, Jim Jams or Jimmies Canadian’s have a THING for wearing clothing that I consider nightwear as daywear and out in public.
This morning when we woke up it was snowing!!! Toronto has had a very mild winter this year due to El Nino, and I am told this is a good thing because apparently the last two winters have been brutal. The plus of the relatively mild temperatures has meant on the downside we haven’t had much snow. The Canadian thinks I’m totally cray, cray wishing for heaps of snow but then again I don’t have to commute to work and drive on icy, slick roads with
the world’s worst Toronto drivers.
The 8-year-old and I bundled up and set out for our walk to school. It usually takes us 10-15 minutes to walk to school but today’s commute was much slower as we both took in the beauty of the snow falling, trying to catch snowflakes, throwing the odd snowball and kicking up the snow. It was just magic with the 8-year-old telling me, “Finally! This is what I signed up for when I agreed to move to Canada”
A couple of weeks ago some breaking news hit the wires and I was all over it like a rash. You see I have been a little perplexed by the booze scene in Toronto and it was starting to feel like Prohibition is alive and well in Canada.
On our drive back to Toronto from Niagara Falls this week we stumbled across a huge premium label outlet shopping mall and made a stop. Clothes shopping has become an almost daily event for us because we packed so badly for our trip.
So we have arrived!!!!!